||[Jun. 12th, 2003|10:19 pm]
Well, the bad news is that Chris's wedding ring was in her purse... so that's gone too.|
The good news is that I *did*, in fact, pass my second SQL Server 2000 exam today. My core MCDBA requirements are completed, as are all of my MCSE electives for Windows 2000, I believe.
We've tried some of the basic techniques for finding stolen property, and, well, they've all turned up empty. For everything but the wedding ring, I suppose it's time to write it all off to bad luck. (I've told Chris to start calling jewelers tomorrow.)
There's nothing on the laptop that's all that crucially important to my life that I can't live without it. There's stuff in the briefcase I want, but I can live without it... good thing, too, because there's not any flipping choice, is there?
I changed my answering machine message to note that we've had credit cards and other personal ID stolen, and that any request for credit is probably unauthorized... I've been told that this is a useful bit of protection for identity theft. And, fortunately (kind of) Chris's credit history sucks... there really won't be any serious damage to it, because there's not much that could be done with it. She's barely able to get an unsecured credit card; it wouldn't be worth it to a thief to use her information.
I've told Chris that we can buy the wedding ring back if it's sold; I reckon most second hand shops who hear a description of it over the phone wouldn't be hard hearted enough to sell it for more than they paid for it, and I think the ring cost $250 or so new... second hand, it should be a good bit cheaper, especially if I'm guessing right that it'll be sold back at the buying price instead of the ordinary selling price.
Past that, well... there's not too much missing from our lives that we can't live without. For the most part, it's the indignity (or whatever you'd call it) of having something just taken away, the frustration that I can't just replace it (the reason I don't have insurance is that, at any job I've been likely to hold in the past 2-3 years, I'd have been able to replace it all within 2-3 months), and the emotional upset that just comes from other things. The clothes that were stolen that were in the blue duffel bag were brand new clothes that Chris's mother had bought for her... one of those things where, in a prison population, if you bragged about doing something like that, a multiple rapist/murderer could spit on your shoes to the cheers of his cellmates.
On the plus side, we're doing a bit more cleaning up and re-organizing to make sure that things we think are missing really are, before we think about replacements.
And, hey... I proved that I can administer databases, in addition to designing and implementting them, today... that ought to be worth something.